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"The legendary Zekrom…" Elesa gazed in shock at the pitch-black dragon Pokemon behind N. This was precisely the legendary Dragon Pokemon that had been passed down through generations in their Unova region.
In myth, Zekrom was a legendary Pokemon that would incinerate the world with lightning and assist those who sought to create an ideal world. But… it chose the King of Team Plasma?!
Jenny's expression was very grim. Why? How could the leader of an Evil Organization gain the recognition of a legendary Pokemon?
Meanwhile, Drayton and the others, who had already retreated, were now watching from a distant mountaintop. From their distance, they couldn't hear the conversation between Mammon and N, but they could see Zekrom's appearance!
"Hiss~ This… Mammon won't be in trouble, will he?" Crispin gasped, extremely worried about Mammon's safety.
"Is Team Plasma really that strong?" Drayton frowned deeply. He couldn't understand why the leader of an Evil Organization could get Zekrom's approval. In the myths he knew, if humans lost their sense of justice, Zekrom would destroy their kingdom with violent lightning. This legend also proved that Zekrom did not simply follow the so-called 'ideals' when choosing a hero to assist.
Could it be that the Team Plasma leader's heart was still righteous? Or perhaps, the myths were actually false, and Zekrom could actually be awakened as long as there was a sufficiently strong ideal, regardless of whether this ideal was righteous.
"Mammon…" Lacey looked at Mammon with some worry.
And Kieran, who was following behind Drayton, was also looking at the distant scene with a mix of nervousness and anticipation.
"Zekrom, huh." Mammon scrutinized Zekrom, the ideal Dragon God from Unova's legends. He had to admit, it was indeed very imposing.
But after a careful observation, Mammon felt that he would still prefer the real White Dragon. Hmm, the White Dragon in reality must be very beautiful.
"However, I don't quite agree with your words." Mammon took out a dark red Cherish Ball, his eyes fixed on N.
"You say our Team Rocket is chaotic evil. From what standpoint do you say such things, N?" Mammon's tone was very mocking.
N remained silent.
"As the 'King' of Team Plasma, can you not see what the Team Plasma you lead is doing? It's not uncommon for Team Plasma to snatch Pokemon from passersby."
"You proclaim to 'liberate' all Pokemon, yet we haven't seen your Team Plasma set an example by releasing Pokemon. Such hypocritical and disgusting behavior." Mammon looked at the silent N with a half-smile.
"Or perhaps, N, you are actually unaware of these sins?"
"…I know." N's previously bright and piercing eyes dimmed once more. He did not deny it.
"The path to ideals is not smooth. To succeed, 'sacrifice' is necessary. This is essential." N did not explain that Team Plasma's original intention in snatching other people's Pokemon was for 'salvation'. He himself knew that Team Plasma members were a mixed bag. Some members were purely driven by their own selfish desires. This was undeniable.
"How hypocritical." Hearing this, Zinna couldn't help but mock.
N's eyes became lifeless again. He truly couldn't refute this point. Although he had the best intentions, the path to ideals was just that cruel. Ghetsis told him that this was a necessary 'sacrifice' to achieve their ideals, and N could only acquiesce.
"I've already told you, your ideals will not succeed." The Cherish Ball in Mammon's hand enlarged.
"N, this world is vast, and you are not the only one who is special. Zekrom is indeed very strong, but it cannot pave the way for your future. For example, you will never be able to defeat my…" Mammon's lips curved slightly.
"Kyogre!"
"Woo~!"
A deep roar, as if from ancient times, echoed through the sky. The brilliant azure divine light shone incredibly brightly under the dim sky. The deep sea king from ancient times slowly flapped its wings, looking down indifferently at Zekrom standing on the ground.
Pitter-patter~
With Kyogre's appearance, the thunderclouds in the sky began to be covered by rain clouds, and heavy rain poured down. Kyogre's Drizzle ability!
"It's Kyogre!" Jenny and Elesa were stunned. What was this? Had the bar for Evil Organizations become this high now?
On one side was Zekrom, on the other was Kyogre! It was truly a battle of gods!
And on the distant mountaintop, Lacey and the others were extremely excited.
"I knew it, Mammon doesn't look like an ordinary person." Drayton also returned to his lazy tone.
"Kyogre…" N's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the ancient legendary Pokemon in the sky.
He truly hadn't expected that Mammon was also a legendary Trainer, and furthermore, the origin of the great sea in Hoenn's legends. Zekrom's dragon eyes stared intently at Kyogre, not knowing what it was thinking.
"But even Kyogre won't be a match for Zekrom!" N's tone was much lower. Kyogre did surprise him, but how could a Water-type Kyogre fight his Dragon/Electric-type Zekrom? Zekrom not only had resistance to Water-type, but it also had a type advantage over Kyogre!
"Is that really true?" Mammon raised an eyebrow.
"Kyogre."
Woo~!
Kyogre raised its head and roared. A blue 'α' phantom symbol merged into Kyogre's body, and Kyogre was enveloped in a rich golden-blue radiance.
The next moment, an even deeper, more ancient roar echoed through the sky, and the even more massive Primal Kyogre stood beneath the heavens. Primal Kyogre's icy gaze was like an ice dome frozen for ten thousand years, looking directly at Zekrom.
What rank? A black dragon like Rayquaza? Primal Kyogre felt it was necessary to test the mettle of this black dragon for Black Rayquaza.
A heavy, oppressive pressure permeated the world. The dark rain clouds seemed to pile up overhead, and the continuous rain seemed to intensify. Seeing this new Primal Kyogre, N's expression changed. He could feel that Primal Kyogre's might was far stronger than before.
"Primal Reversion, this is Kyogre's true form." Mammon introduced with a smile.
"Zekrom is no match for Primal Kyogre." Mammon's demeanor was very relaxed and carefree. While the typing was indeed advantageous for Zekrom, Pokemon battles were never simply about types.
An ordinary high-level legendary like Zekrom was no match for Primal Kyogre.
"N, let me bring you back to reality."
Hearing Mammon's words, N pursed his lips, his eyes gleaming with spirit.
"Zekrom!"
Roar~!
Zekrom's deep dragon roar resounded, and blue electricity surged around its tail turbine.
"Cross Thunder!"
Dense lightning crackled continuously. Zekrom was surrounded by lightning as it charged towards Primal Kyogre. The Electric-type Cross Thunder! A pseudo-exclusive move only used by Zekrom and Black Kyurem.
Indeed, N would certainly not give up just because of Mammon's 'one-sided words'. Run away without fighting? Impossible!
He was N, and his partner was the ideal Dragon God, Zekrom! To achieve his ideals, N was already prepared to face any difficulty!
It was just an ancient legendary, that's all. Let's fight it!
"Origin Pulse." Mammon's lips curved upward at the sight.
Primal Kyogre roared, and blue water spheres rapidly condensed in front of it, glowing with dazzling blue light. The next second, four intersecting, massive beams of water light shot towards the incoming Zekrom.
Boom, boom, boom!!
Origin Pulse heavily collided with Zekrom's Cross Thunder, and the violent explosions were deafening. Under the incredibly powerful explosion, Zekrom's surrounding Cross Thunder was shattered, and Zekrom itself was sent flying by the violent blast, crashing heavily onto the ground.
"Zekrom!" N was startled. He hadn't expected such a situation in a direct confrontation. Primal Kyogre was actually this strong?
N looked up at the giant fish shimmering with golden-blue light under the black rain clouds. Its golden beast eyes were cold and emotionless, awe-inspiring.
"Don't worry, N, I'm fine." A deep telepathic voice sounded in N's mind. It was Zekrom. Zekrom had already gotten up from the ground, its dragon eyes gravely staring at Primal Kyogre.
"I am no match for it, N. We had best retreat." Zekrom was not very keen on continuing to fight Primal Kyogre. From the previous exchange, it had clearly felt that Primal Kyogre's strength was significantly greater than its own.
It was also fortunate that it had resistance to Water-type moves, otherwise the Origin Pulse just now would have dealt a heavy blow to it. Continuing to fight Primal Kyogre was not a wise choice.
"But…" N was highly intelligent and naturally understood Zekrom's meaning. But the problem was, his main purpose for coming this time was to pick up Colress, and Colress was still in the base.
"Blizzard." Mammon looked at N and Zekrom, who hadn't continued their offensive, and couldn't help but smile.
If you don't attack, I'll take the initiative. Zekrom? In front of my Primal Kyogre, what is it but a mere trifle?
Primal Kyogre opened its massive mouth, and ice-blue energy glowed within. The next moment, a powerful, sky-obscuring ice and snow storm surged out. The Ice-type Blizzard!
Zekrom instinctively wanted to fly up and dodge, but the Blizzard came very quickly, and it realized that this Blizzard might affect N. Zekrom immediately landed in front of N, and a green Protect barrier rose. The absolute defense of Protect!
The howling ice and snow storm furiously impacted the protective barrier, but fortunately, Protect held up very well. However, Zekrom quickly noticed something was wrong; the Blizzard's impact did not weaken. One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds…
Until the duration of Protect reached its limit, and the Protect barrier scattered into light particles, but the biting cold Blizzard rushed in immediately. Zekrom let out a painful growl. Its black dragon body was instantly enveloped by the Blizzard, and the vast white snow was incredibly terrifying.
When the Blizzard dissipated, the ground was already covered with a layer of silver frost, but it was immediately washed away by the falling heavy rain. The temperature here was already very low. Zekrom was half-kneeling, panting heavily. The Blizzard just now had dealt a heavy blow to it. After all, Ice beats Dragon.
"Zekrom, are you alright?" N was very worried about Zekrom.
"It's fine, I can still hold on." Zekrom was very helpless. Did he look like he was fine?
N frowned. He was already considering whether to abandon Colress, as Zekrom was no match for Primal Kyogre. They had only exchanged two moves! Zekrom was already injured. Although N also knew that the Blizzard just now was endured by Zekrom to Protect him.
"???" Meanwhile, Colress, who had just finished organizing his data and stepped out of the base, was stunned when he saw Zekrom and Primal Kyogre in a standoff. Especially when he noticed the marks on Zekrom's body, Colress was even more astonished.
No, what happened?